classmate engagement

It didn't take long for He Xuan's speech to end. Chengyan saw someone in the tattoo exchange group post a full version of the video.

In fact, Chengyan also received an invitation from the organizer, but he didn't like to join in the fun, and he wasn't that eloquent, so he declined.

The organizer invited many well-known tattoo artists to give speeches as the lecturers of this exchange meeting. He Xuan was the last one to come on stage. After his speech, almost all the people in the conference room dispersed.

Cheng Yan met He Xuan and his group at the entrance of the meeting room. The few tattoo artists who had met in Jiangzhou before were basically here, including the young silver-haired tattoo artist.

"Long time no see, handsome guy." The silver-haired man greeted Cheng Yan with a smile.

Cheng Yan smiled: "Long time no see."

The silver-haired man glanced at Jiang Muping, and teased Chengyan: "You brought your family over here,? So loving." He asked Jiang Muping again: "You are a teacher, haven't you seen such a scene?"

Jiang Muping said truthfully, "I've never seen it before, it's quite interesting."

The silver-haired man squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's interesting for us to tattoo people."

A buddy with a bald head pushed his head gently, and said with a smile, "You can peel off eight taels of skin, right?"

The silver-haired man clicked his tongue, tilted his head, avoided his hands, and straightened his messed up hairstyle. "Where is Mr. Tony's hairstyle for half an hour? Don't mess it up for me."

He Xuan was wearing a formal suit. He didn't seem to like the shackles of a tie, so he loosened his tie just after finishing his speech.

Cheng Yan asked him, "Would you like to sit at my place?"

"Another day,? I have something to do later." He Xuan unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, pulled the tie open, and put it on the collar casually.

He Xuan and Jiang Muping nodded in greeting: "Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Muping nodded: "Long time no see."

The silver-haired man asked He Xuan: "Are you leaving now?"

He Xuan nodded.

"How to go?"

He Xuan said, "It was a fight."

He Xuan bid farewell to the people present, and said to Chengyan: "I will stay in Beicheng for a few more days, you can send me the location of the studio,? When you are free these few days, please contact me in advance."

"I'm free."

"Then I'll come over tomorrow."

"it is good."

He Xuan left in a hurry. He wore a pair of glasses and a black suit today, and even his back looked like a lecturer.

"Sure enough, people need clothes." The silver-haired man looked at He Xuan's back and sighed, "When you wear a suit, you can't do it well. Our Teacher He still has the temperament of a cultured person."

Someone asked: "Brother Xuan, what's the matter, you're in such a hurry."

The silver-haired man replied: "I should have gone to see my partner. I heard from Xiao Liangzi that Mr. He's partner is from Beicheng. He has been in Beicheng for the past few days and has not returned to Jiangzhou."

Cheng Yan laughed, and asked subconsciously, "Xiang classmate?"

The silver-haired man's eyes lit up: "I don't know, do you know? Come, come, let me eat melon."

Cheng Yan shook his head: "I don't know, I just heard about it."

Someone suggested: "We have booked a hotel, and we will go over to have dinner later, Mr. Cheng, you two will come with us?"

Cheng Yan declined: "No need, we're going to my parents' house for dinner today."

"That's it, that's fine. Tomorrow, we will go to your store with Mr. He to visit. Do you welcome us?"

Cheng Yan smiled and said, "Of course."

He Xuan stayed in Beicheng for a week before returning to Jiangzhou. The day after the exchange meeting, he came to Chengyan's studio and brought his fellow tattoo artist friends with him.

Cheng Yan mentioned to him that he was going to get a tattoo on his body.

He Xuan knew from a long time ago that Cheng Yan didn't like to have tattoos on his body. When he heard Cheng Yan's decision, he didn't show much surprise. He just said, "Just think about it."

"What are you going to tattoo?" He Xuan asked him.

Cheng Yan said it was written by Jiang Muping.

He Xuanman nodded casually, and asked again: "Your own tattoo?"

Cheng Yan shook his head, this time he planned to ask Zhu Yu to tattoo him.

"My apprentice."

He Xuan thought for a while, but still wanted to remind Chengyan: "Tattoos are something that you will be with for the rest of your life. Even if you regret it in the future and wash it off, you will still be with you. Chengyan, you understand me." Do you mean it?" Although He Xuan had a pretty flowery arm, his concept was different from that of Cheng Yan when he was young. At that time, his understanding of tattoos was very simple and pure, and he simply thought it was beautiful and artistic, so when he was young Left a lot of tattoos on the body.

But Chengyan has always regarded the meaning behind tattoos as more important. For him, tattoos are not a kind of beautiful decoration, but more like the interpretation of a story.

Cheng Yan smiled lightly: "If I don't understand this truth, I won't go out and get a tattoo. Because I want to bring it to the next life, so I hope it's not just for the rest of my life."

He Xuan understood Chengyan's determination, and he nodded slightly.

"What's written?" He Xuan asked Cheng Yan, "Show me."

On the day of the exchange meeting, Jiang Muping finished writing the handwriting when he got home, and Cheng Yan took the handwriting to the studio and put it in the exhibition cabinet for collection.

Cheng Yan took out a roll of rice paper from the cabinet and handed it to He Xuan.

He Xuan opened it and looked at it carefully.It is a font between running script and cursive script. The strokes are vigorous and wanton, and the five characters are very gentle, but there is a madness.

Jiang Muping's handwriting is indeed beautiful.

"This word is beautiful, but the font is too big. If it is too big, it will look tacky on the body." He Xuan rolled up the paper again, returned it to Cheng Yan, and suggested: "You have to make a small one again."

Cheng Yan smiled: "How can I be so proficient, I plan to scan it into the computer, shrink the picture, and then print it out."

"That's fine too."

On the day when he got the Yanyan tattoo, Zhu Yu felt unprecedented pressure and tension.After helping Chengyan get tattooed, the mask was wet, and there was a clear red mark on the face by the edge of the mask.

Fortunately, the degree of completion of the finished product is very high.

Zhu Yu applied tattoo cream to Chengyan, wrapped it in plastic wrap, and the tense muscles all over his body finally relaxed.He took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Mao Mao couldn't help laughing: "Are you tattooing people or performing surgery on people? Look at your sweat."

Zhu Yu smiled embarrassedly: "I haven't done calligraphy tattoos a few times before, and this time I did it for my teacher. My nervousness is almost the same as performing surgery on someone."

Cheng Yan sat up, Maomao helped him put on his clothes, and said: "Teacher, you should be careful when you sleep tonight, and try not to lie down on your back."

Jiang Muping got off work a little late today and had a working meal at school.When he entered the room, he found that only the bathroom light was on.

Jiang Muping went to the bathroom door and knocked: "A Yan?"

"Well, I'm here." Chengyan's voice came from inside, the voice was very soft, and it sounded a little trembling.

Jiang Muping pushed open the door and found that Cheng Yan was naked, twisting his upper body, and looking in the mirror.

Cheng Yan turned his head to look at Jiang Muping, and Jiang Muping saw fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Jiang Muping looked down and noticed the tattoo on the back of the rock.A row of small cursive characters, the edges of the lines are a little red and swollen, and tissue fluid seeps out.

Cheng Yan didn't feel the pain, his lips were bloodless, and his face was a little pale.

It was okay when I got the scratches, but after I took off the plastic wrap, the tingling feeling of falling down became obvious.

"My tattoo," Cheng Yan turned around and showed Jiang Muping the tattoo, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Jiang Muping came over and gently put his hand on his waist, "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit." Chengyan met Jiang Muping in the mirror, "I don't suffer much pain at first, just look at the half of the eye with the tattoo on my leg."

"Does it look good?" Cheng Yan asked again, "You haven't commented yet."

"Looks good." Jiang Muping wiped off the sweat on the tip of his nose, "How long will it hurt? Your face is pale."

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while." Cheng Yan put his hand on the back of Jiang Muping's hand, stroked the ring on Jiang Muping's ring finger, and said, "Do you still remember that you said that the ring is a sign of prohibition? "

Jiang Muping hummed: "At that time you said tattoos were the same."

"Because tattoos will bring pain to people." Cheng Yan said, "Just like a ring, wearing it on your hand for a long time will make people feel uncomfortable. It always reminds you that you are bound by marriage."

And this tattoo will always remind me that I love you.

Jiang Muping lightly touched the newly tattooed tattoo on Cheng Yan's back waist, and asked in a low voice, "Is this tattoo also a sign of prohibition for you?"

"No." Cheng Yan stared at the person in the mirror, "Wedding rings, tattoos, and everything related to you are not signs of prohibition to me."

Cheng Yan turned his head and looked up at him slightly: "Jiang Muping, thank you."

Jiang Muping said in a low voice, "Thank you too."

Jiang Muping lowered his head and kissed Chengyan's lips lightly.

"A Yan, shall we go and see the house next Saturday?"

"okay."